What if her supersuit comes out of this corset belt like Kom’s came out of her gauntlets? The shape around the hip area is similar.

I imagined Kory’s dress in the last two chapters (and part of the next one) looking something like this. In shades of purple, of course.

This was faster than I thought it would be. My hope is to have the rest of the chapter posted by next week. Thank you guys again for following, liking and commenting on this story. It really keeps me going


This is not rain. This is a natural disaster. This is damn near Day After Tomorrow levels of apocalyptic. The last time the weather ripped through Isle De Granger like this it shut down businesses for a week. That was 33 years ago. 

Dick gets them home right before a powerline careens into the rapidly flooding street. The lights are on in the house, at least for now, and the kids are standing behind the big window, staring out at the sideways flying monsoon outside.

Dick and Kory make a dash from the carport to the front door and he wrenches it open, the force of the wind yanking the slick doorknob from his unprepared fingers, scattering the foyer with water and dead leaves. After rushing them inside he shoves it closed against the powerful gust.

The house rumbles steadily from the barrage of wind, water and thunder surrounding it, but there’s a sense of safety that lands immediately, a sense of relative quiet. A scary movie goes ignored on the TV screen in the living room, blankets, pillows and half eaten bowls of chips and popcorn laid out in front of it. It seemed to have been a cozy enough afterparty until all hell broke loose outside.

“Dick,” Rachel says, striding up to him quickly. “You’re okay.”

“So are you.”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have–”

“Doesn’t matter, we’re all inside.” He briefly turns his attention to the boys. “You guys need to get away from the window.” 

Gar and Tim obey, and Dick goes to slide the big wooden shutters closed.

Rachel notices Kory standing there immediately after, the woman’s waist length hair dripping onto the carpet. And she greets her shyly. Rachel, who always goes out of her way to avoid humans, including him. Something is different, and he can’t be sure if it’s only because her friends are here. It’s like she’s inching her way out of a chrysalis little by little, peeking out at the world and not instantly pulling back, and it makes him want to cry. 

“Hey Kory,” she says.

“Hi kiddo,” Kory responds. “I’m sorry if we worried you.”

“It’s okay, we shouldn’t have left.”

“I’m the adult here, I’m the one who lost track of time.” He says. “Won’t happen anymore.”

He looks at the red haired source of his distraction again, wanting to offer her a warm towel and a big shirt to wear. But somehow she seems even more comfortable and at home soaked from head to toe than she was before, her arms hang loosely at her sides instead of clasped tightly around her body, her smile is as effortless as always, she’s practically glowing in fact. 

And he still can’t tell if it’s in a way that’s altogether normal or not, nor is it the time to investigate. 

“Hope you don’t mind me waiting out the storm here for a bit,” she says.

“No, not at all.” Rachel replies, as if speaking for him. “Did you need anything? Some dry clothes?”

“I guess I probably should, huh?” Kory says, looking at Dick. And he ignores the odd phrasing and excuses himself to his room to find something for her.

While she changes in the guest bathroom and her slinky dress tosses around in the dryer, the teens accost him immediately with their goofy, assumptive expressions.

“It’s not like that,” Dick says preemtively.

“Not like what? I said nothing.” Says Rachel.

“Man, wonder what kind of bronzer she uses, is it just me or is there something a bit… Twilight going on there?” Says Gar, staring at the closed bathroom door.

“It’s definitely not just you.” Tim adds. 

“Listen, She’s our guest for the time being, so I’m going to need all of you to chill, okay?” Dick says. “Tim, Gar, did you guys call your people, let them know what’s going on?”

“I called my uncle, he’s worried but I talked him out of sending the coast guard,” says Gar.

“Same goes for my parents,” Tim offers.

“Good, you guys should probably try to get some sleep, it’s late.”

“No way man, it’s summer and I’m wired. But I guess we can finish the movie before the lights go out,” Gar says. “Surprised they haven’t already to be honest.”

“Fine, just try to be normal, okay?”

They nod their heads in unison, but their expressions are the equivalent of fingers crossed behind their backs. He sighs heavily and goes back to his room to change.

Once they’re dressed and dry, the five of them gather into the living room and roll the film back to the beginning. It’s The Descent, one of Rachel’s favorites if the monster fanart hung up in her room is anything to go by. 

“I’ve never seen this,” Kory says, helping herself to a fingerful of Doritos and fixing her eyes on the screen. 

“It’s amazing, but just a fair warning, you’re going to hate Juno,” Says Rachel.

“Of course they make the only Asian the bad one,” Gar says, rolling his eyes.

“I can change it if you want,” Rachel suggests.

“Hell no, this movie fucks. Turn it up.”

Rachel smirks and cranks up the sound a couple of notches until it just beats out the volume of the thunder.

“That kind of language is only allowed if it’s karaoke related,” Dick says. “Just so we’re clear.”

“My apologies, summer daddy,” Gar says.

“Apology accepted as long as you never call me that again.”

They let out a collective snicker, and he glances at Kory again because he simply can’t help it. He doesn’t know what hits him harder, the strangeness of her being here right now, or the complete lack of strangeness. Her curls are wringed out and cascading over her delicate shoulders, dampening the white cotton of his favorite sleep shirt. After a second she’s looking at him too, a look that says too many things for him to pick out just one. She lingers for a long moment, creating a light buzzing in the air between them, before she turns away to focus on the screen again. 

I just think that she…

So… No reunions then? We have to wait ANOTHER week?

Kory hair sketches

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my relationship with dickory is so weird, like i have absolutely nothing against them. i love love love kory and shes probably one of my favorite characters. its not like i cant “see” a relationship between them, i just like dickbabs, idk

titans episode 3x06 spoilers

• dickbabs nation keeps winning
• blackfire and connor friendship would be so cute
• kory my love being a mom as usual
• shes literally the epitome of ‘mom friend’ like starting from connor to dick, she has to parent them all
• like when she said, “you and barbara, fix it” it was like she was talking to children who stole each others things or something
• i really want kory and babs to be besties, idky like i think they would be the disappointed parents but at the same time kory is babs’ mom.
• theyre such children i love them
• also babs’ fighting skills?????? shes the loml
• again babs and kory would be such a badass fighting duo
• “wE mAke SeNsE” dick mfing grayson being the smoothest person alive as usual
• also does gar’s anger issues make him hotter????? no i am not mentally stable
• i want to see more of kory, blackfire and connor dynamic
• hes just such a baby whos so confused and then theres those two trying to kill each other
• also we need to fix gar and connor’s friendship asap
• and give connor everything he deserves, which is love and happiness and no sadness or death.
• “fuck batman”
• cant wait to see more of lady vic and dickbabs plus the whole thing behind 'oracle’

Dick Grayson and Koriand’r